Only King Famal and Klaus remained in the room, with a beam of light piercing through the window between them. Famar gazed at Klaus, who stood behind the sunlight, his face still unsmiling, his sunglasses concealing his eyes, and the father-son relationship hanging between them.
Due to Klaus's injured eye, Famar had specifically granted him permission not to remove his sunglasses during each visit, which could be seen as his prerogative and a sign of the king's mercy towards him.
"Sit," Famar said, his voice calm and strong. He did not relax his majesty, even though Klaus was alone in the room. Sitting on a large, high-end leather sofa, his body erect and his eyes like torches, he conveyed that he was the ruler of the kingdom.
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